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I would spread the cloths under your feet:
But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.

William Butler Yeats

Are you warm tonight under those six veils
in that basin of yours whose strung bottom wails;
where like fish that gasp at the foreign blue
my raw lip was catching what then was you?

Joseph Brodsky

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Sleepin' between the storm that was
And the wind which fails to come
And the wind which fails to come

Moonspell

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We sleep between the storm that was
And the storm which has to come
And the storm which has to come...

Moonspell

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Mama was queen of the mambo,
Papa was king of the Congo,
Deep down in the jungle
I started bangin' my first bongo.

Every monkey'd like to be
In my place instead of me,
Cause I'm the king of bongo bong, baby
I'm the king of bongo bong...

Manu Chao

:-)

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Six feet deep is the incision
In my heart, that barless prison...

C.O.F.

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Šiandien - didi diena. Galų gale nustačiau, kokia pati gražiausia pasaulyje daina!
Pasirodo, Insomnium - "Bitter End"...

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Pasirodo, ir metalo "gabaliukyje" galima atrasti nuostabių tiesų:

You must stop your bleeding
Before you run yourself dry...

INSOMNIUM

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Slowly we rot
Together we rot

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